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Saturday, July 31, 2004

Teen Clit Sex story

THE BEDPOST

by Michael K. Smith

As the slender, naked girl flung her arms about his neck and ground herpelvis against his, the big man leaned her back against the lathe-turnedwooden spindle rising from the front corner of the bed. He nipped herlightly where her throat curved into her shoulder and she gasped andsquirmed, and freed one hand long enough to urge his thick, stiffening cockbetween her youthful thighs. She was only partly successful because oftheir difference in height, but she managed to rub the shaft of his organagainst the opening of her cunt.

He took a deep breath, squeezed the globes of her smooth, athletic assin his large hands, and raised her into the air. She squealed and thenmoaned with mounting lust and lifted her legs around his waist. Sheexpected him to impale her on his engorged penis and she tensed, waitingfor him to enter her -- God, his cock was so huge! She'd never done itlike this before. But instead she continued to rise until her widespreadcrotch was leaving damp marks on his breastbone.

He inhaled one of her small breasts and she felt the rigid nipple reacteven more vigorously to the suction. She groaned again and without beingquite sure how she'd managed it, she found her knees draped over his wideshoulders. She was bent double, kneecaps pressed against her collarbone,and she felt incredibly sexy. She knew her pussy was gaping wide open now,and she writhed a little, rubbing her parted labia against his chest.

His hands slid up to lock behind the small of her back. He squeezed andsmiled as the pressure forced her to exhale. Her bent elbows were trappedwithin the circle of his muscular arms and she liked the helplessness shenow felt -- which was how she was sure he wanted her to feel. In fact, sheloved this whole feeling of vulnerability, and she shivered and prodded thefront of his throat with her tongue.

He leaned her backward again, only an inch or two, and she felt the tipof the wooden bedpost spindle tickle the very base of her tailbone. Shefantasized that it was his cock, grown two feet longer and hard as the oak;she shivered again, the moist backs of her thighs trembling against hischest.

He knew exactly where the spindle's narrow tip was and he held her bodytightly immobile as he lowered her onto it, inch by fraction of an inch. When she felt the polished surface slide against her clit as it slowlyinvaded her vagina, she stopped squirming and froze. Please, God, hedidn't lose his grip on her body now!

The blunt wooden spike was less than two inches high; below it was aflared section shaped like a small doughnut skewered on a stake. Then asmall gap, then another flared section -- a series of four in all. Belowthat was a tall, fluted column that flared out at its base to join thebed's footboard. The narrow upper section of the spindle never exceededtwo inches in diameter and she trembled uncontrollably as the first twowooden bulges pushed into her cunt. She'd masturbated with bananas andcandles, but no object so long and thick had ever before penetrated her.

The erotic mental images produced by her doubled-up position against hishard, muscular body, combined with the rigid foreign presence in her pussy,and the knowledge that she had no control over any of it, were nearlyoverwhelming. She felt completely helpless and extremely sexy and this manwas responsible for it. She was nervous but she sure didn't want him tostop!

The tip of the spindle pushed firmly against her cervix and the upperthree bulges completely filled her. She pressed her forehead against herknee and whimpered a little. But he seemed to know exactly how much of thebedpost would fit inside her. Without even breathing hard, he lifted herslowly until the tip of the spindle was again hovering just at the entranceto her cunt. Then he lowered her again, more rapidly this time, and liftedher again. He did this several more times and the friction of the dark,varnished wood against her heated clit was remarkable. Now her whole bodywas trembling and she knew her face was flushed with arousal. Her breathcame rapidly and she felt herself teetering on the brink of one of thestrangest orgasms of her young life.

That realization -- that she was about to be brought to climax by abedpost -- was enough to tip her over the edge. Her pelvis shuddered withhot little spasms and she knew the man holding her so tightly was aware ofthe sudden increased wetness from her splayed cunt oozing down his abdomen.He chuckled deep in his throat and arched forward so the head of hisquivering penis prodded her sweating buttocks, the bedpost hovering justbelow.

Now he'll fuck me himself, she thought, but he surprised her bystraightening and raising her vertically once more. Not the damn bedpostagain, she hoped. It had been exciting and kind of bent, and certainlyvery different -- as was her continued posture, with her knees slung overthe man's shoulders and her slender calves bouncing against his upper back.Her arms were still pinned by his but she had managed to work them aroundto the front far enough to brace the palms of her hands against his upperribs. The other receptionists were never going to believe her next Mondaymorning when she related her adventure to them in the ladies' room!

He lifted her higher than before and she wondered a bit nervously whathe had in mind this time. Maybe it would be something else just a bitperverted, that she could relive in her memories when she masturbated inbed. Maybe she'd really like it; there were so many sexual things she'dheard about and hadn't yet tried. Her private questions were answered whenthe blunt wooden spike, still shiny with her vaginal juices, pushed its waythrough her unsuspecting sphincter.

She went rigid at the invasion -- she'd never even slid her finger upher asshole, though she knew girls who said they had. There was no painyet; her ass was spread so wide by her posture, it would have been adifficult target to miss. I've read about anal sex, she thought wildly. He'll stop after an inch or two and lift me off again. He's just teasing-- just playing. And he did lift her off again, but only to lower her withmore force.

With a liberal application of Crisco, the first doughnut-shaped sectionof the spindle might have popped through the muscular brown ring of heranus more easily. Or perhaps previous ass-fucking experience would havetaught her to relax. But she was young and slender, with a tight, virginass, and the wooden bulge was just a little larger than she couldaccommodate easily. When the rigid knot tried to force its way in, shegasped in pain and began to whimper again and to struggle.

The man paused and squeezed her doubled-up body so tightly she fearedher spine or her thigh might snap. He hadn't spoken since he stripped themboth naked, but now he murmured in a hoarse, low voice, "If you don't holdstill and keep quiet, I might turn you the other way around and stick thatthing down your throat instead of up your ass." She began to feel realfear.

Up she went again and she squeezed her eyes shut and gritted her teethas she came down. This time, the hard bulge stretched her anus as wide asit could go without tearing and the post popped into her moist rectum. Themomentary blaze of fiery pain in the vicinity of her asshole brought her totears and made her bite her tongue. He kept up the pressure, forcing herdownward so that a second and then a third wooden bulge entered her. Shewas in an agony of pain and humiliation and was becoming increasinglyfearful of the outcome of this quasi-rape. Finally, he relaxed his hold onher -- though not his confining grip -- and she felt the last thick bulgeforce its way into her by her own weight.

She was impaled on eight inches of hard, rigid wood and she was afraidto move for fear of puncturing something. The initial pain had subsided toa throbbing ache and she suddenly realized there was nothing remaining ofthe bedpost but two feet of vertical column. If he released her now...!

He shifted his grip so she could move her arms. "Better wrap your armsaround your knees," he muttered. "Tightly. And keep your legs pointedstraight up."

Frantically, she did as she was told and tried to put out of her mindthe presence of the wooden shaft thrust into her. She was still bentdouble, but the man's grip slowly shifted upward, from the small of herback to her thighs -- his big hands encircled them - to her upper calves.She felt her body trying to unbend; only her convulsive clutching of herown legs and the warning sideways pressure within her rectum kept her torsostiffly vertical. Another moment and the only force holding her off thebedpost was his hands raised above his own head, locked rock-steady aroundher ankles.

She was weeping openly now and pleading with him not to drop her,please, please, lift her up again, rescue her from her impalement, shewould never tell anyone, please! She couldn't make out his face throughher tears but she knew he was smiling in anticipation as she felt theviselike grip of his fingers begin slowly to loosen.

END

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 1998 by Michael K. Smith. Copies may be made and postedelsewhere for personal enjoyment, but all commercial rights are reserved.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Tuesday, July 27, 2004

Teen Clit Sex story

School Education.

(Group sex / anal / watersports)

Amanda Marshall was 26 years old and had just qualified as a teacher. She stood 5 foot 9 inches tall and had a slim figure measuring 34B-24-34.Light brown hair cut short framed her oval face and high cheekbones. Shehad waited weeks for a school placement and when the letter eventuallyarrived, she was shocked to find that it was for Thornton High that had theworst reputation for violence and delinquent behaviour in the state. Itwas surrounded by a ghetto that even the local police were reluctant topatrol and this was where most of the children came from. She had appealedbut was told that there were no other vacancies and that if she wanted towork, it would have to be at Thornton High.

The first week was the worst. She had to endure catcalls as she walkedthrough the grounds and was shocked at the boys who grabbed their crotch asshe walked past and made the most obscene suggestions. She was alsostartled to find that her nipples became hard and her shaved cunt juiced upat some of the suggestions. She had had a pretty normal and varied sexlife but this was the first indication that she was turned on by dirty sex.

The classrooms were frightening to her at first. Most of the kids hadno intention of learning anything and were only there to stop the socialservices harassing their parents, or in most cases, their parent. Therewas also a disturbing undercurrent of violence in the school, and shebelieved one older teacher who informed her that at least 80% of the kidswere armed.

She worked at the school for a couple of months before she really drewthe short straw. They were so short staffed that she was forced to takethe detention class. This consisted mainly of a bunch of social misfitsthat were permanently in detention, together with the odd one or two whowere being punished for some misdemeanour.

Amanda walked into the classroom with her head up and decided to ignorethe wolf whistle that came from the back and the shout of "I can smellcunt" that came from the side. She faced the class and counted nine heads.School uniforms were certainly not in evidence unless it was leatherjackets, denims and short skirts. Some of the kids she knew by name andsome she didn't. The well built black boy in the corner at the back of theroom she knew by reputation only. Everyone in the school knew Wilson Rossby reputation. He was one of the most violent pupils in the school andthere wasn't a day would go by that he wasn't involved in a fight of somekind. He had put three teachers in hospital on three separate occasionsand been expelled after each assault. After a few months however, theeducation authorities always made the school take him back. When Amandaglanced at him, she could see that he was busy carving something into thetop of his desk with a wicked looking blade that was at least 8 incheslong. She gave a mental shrug and hoped that he concentrated on his carvingand didn't make any trouble.

"Alright," she said. "Settle down. We're all here unit 5:30 and I wantto go home as much as you do. I have no intention of trying to teach youanything. I have a book to read, and if you'll sit quietly as well thetime will pass quickly."

It was a forlorn hope and as she settled down in the battered chairbehind the desk and picked up her book, a male voice asked, "What's thebook Miss. If its porn stories, read them out and we can all enjoy them."

She looked up and quickly identified Danny Corlleni. "No Danny its notporn stories," she replied. "It happens to be a book called Little Women."

A smile danced across his face but before he could even open his mouth,she continued, "And no Danny, it's not about female midgets fucking."

His mouth closed with a snap at her words and he gave her a genuinesmile of pleasure, nodded his head and said, "Respect."

She turned back to her book but was distracted by movement at one of thefront desks. She didn't know the name of the 15-year-old black boy thatwas sitting back with his hands clasped behind his head, but she was moreinterested in the blonde haired girl that was sitting beside him and whosehead was buried in his lap. Amanda got up from her chair and stood besidethe desk. The way the blonde's head was bobbing up and down left her in nodoubt what she was up to.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she demanded.

The blonde raised her head with thick strands of throat slime trailingfrom her lips to the boys prick and she looked at Amanda as if she wasstupid and replied, "Giving head."

She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and Amanda couldn't helpbut stare at the boy's cock that was shining like ebony and stood over nineinches long and about three inches thick.

"Well stop it at once," she heard herself say squeezing her thighstogether to try and stop her juice dripping into her panties.

"The fuck she will," the boy snarled and cupped a hand around the backof the blondes head and pulled her face back down onto his shaft.

Before Amanda could reply, Cindy Carter, who was sitting two desks upand across the aisle said, "Please miss. Can I go to the toilet?"

"No you cant," Amanda snapped turning towards her. Cindy shrugged hershoulders, reached beneath her skirt to tug her panties to the side and apowerful stream of her piss arced out of her cunt and splashed onto thefloor only inches away from Amanda's feet. She gave a yelp and jumped backto avoid being splattered as the rest of the class cheered and clappedCindy's show. As the stream slowed to a trickle and then stopped, the14-year-old slut wiped her cunt with her fingers and sucked them clean. Robert and Andy were sitting across from Cindy and their cocks strained atthe material of their jeans as they watched her wanton display.

Amanda couldn't help herself as she groaned and she knew that she wasrapidly loosing control. The crotch of her panties were soaked with herslime and her pulse rate increased as Cindy pushed two fingers into herfuck hole and then pulled them out again. Cindy could see the slackexpression on Amanda's face and she knew that in the next few minutes, theteacher would either run screaming from the classroom or be on her backwith her legs apart begging to be fucked. The teenager stood up slowly andwalked over to Amanda making squelching noises as she purposely walkedthrough the puddle of her piss. Amanda's heart was thumping in her chestand her throat was dry as she watched the girl approach. The general noiseof the classroom faded from her hearing and the splashing of Cindy's feetechoed around the room as she walked through her piss. She stopped infront of the teacher and Amanda held her breath as Cindy raised herstinking fingers up to the womans nose. The strong odour of cunt juicemixed with the pungent smell of piss invaded her nostrils and she groanedloudly as Cindy gently wiped her slime onto Amanda's lips causing her toopen her mouth and suck the fingers inside.

Louise Brown was sitting at the desk beside Amanda watching thedeveloping play between Amanda and Cindy. Seeing the teacher lick Cindy'scunt juice from her fingers, Louise knelt down at Amanda's side and slowlypushed her hand up her skirt. Amanda's thighs felt like they were on fireand when Louise's fingers made contact with the light cotton fabric thatwas covering Amanda's sex, she looked up into Cindy's face and said, "God,she's wet. Her panties are fucking soaking."

The black boy had decided that he'd had enough of the blonde's mouth andhe pulled her head away from his crotch. She looked at him with a questionin her eyes and he explained, "I need cunt baby."

She smiled as she stood up and pulled her thong panties down. As shebent down to lift them from the floor, the boys fingers reached out to thesoaking slit between her legs and she shivered as he pushed past her outerlips and slid two fingers up her cunt.

"Oh god," she moaned looking over her shoulder. "Finger me Ali. Fingerfuck me hard." He laughed throatily and after flashing his fingers in andout of her sex for a few minutes, he hooked his fingers inside her body andslowly pulled her backwards. She automatically straddled his lap as sheshuffled back and Ali grabbed her panties from her hand as he removed hisfingers to let her lower her fuck hole onto his cock.

Amanda's eyes were riveted onto Ali's massive black prick as she spreadher legs further apart to give Louise better access and she orgasmedsuddenly as she watched the boy's shaft part the blonde's glistening cuntlips and slide far up her hole. Louise pulled Amanda's panties down to herknees and lapped eagerly at the thick cunt cream oozing out of her sex asshe pushed her hand under her own skirt to rub at her wet knickers.

Jan Harrison was the youngest pupil in the detention class. She was abright student who normally got on well with all the teachers, and this washer first detention. She had got the blame for drawing a very unflatteringsketch of her old English teacher Miss Quillan, and had found herselfhaving to stay on after school. Jan was 14 years old, stood 5 foot 5inches tall and very thin with a 32A - 21 - 31 figure. She had long brownhair that was always tied back in a high ponytail and wore small ovalframed glasses for reading. She was still technically a virgin but hadlearned to masturbate a couple of years ago and had soon ripped her hymenapart. Since then she regularly prowled the house for anything vaguelypenis shaped to take into the privacy of her bedroom and pound into hercunt. She had masturbated in every room in the house when her parents wereout, using the TV remote, cans of hair spray, bottles, vegetables andanything else that would fit into her hole. She had used so many differentobjects that she was always surprised that the house didn't smell like hersex.

She had never actually seen a cock until today, and her hand disappearedinto the waistband of her jeans to seek out her dripping cunt as shewatched Ali fuck his blonde girlfriend.

"Oh god you're tight Susie," Ali groaned to the blonde bouncing her fuckhole up and down his shaft, and his hands encircled her waist, pushed underher tee shirt and cupped her braless tits. Susie's head snapped back asAli's fingers closed on her sensitive nipples and squeezed hard. Shewhimpered as the delicious mixture of pain and pleasure radiated throughher body and she ground her throbbing clit over the surface of his cock. Her scream of orgasm echoed around the classroom and she shouted, "I'mcumming. Oh fuck I'm cumming."

Robert was watching Jan masturbate inside her denims and was momentarilydistracted when Susie screamed. Returning his gaze back to Jan, he wasastonished at the transformation when she snatched the glasses from herface and pulled the hairband out of her hair. She shook her head at letthe hair cascade down her back as Robert stood up and walked over to her asif hypnotised. She heard the zipper of his denims being pulled down andlooked towards him just as his 7-inch prick sprang free. Jan's hearthammered in her chest as he stopped in front of her with the tip of hiscock only inches from her face. A thin strand of pre-cum was oozing fromRobert's piss hole and she shivered with lust as the smell of his prickinvaded her nostrils. She had seen pictures of girls giving head in herbrothers secret stash of magazines, but this would be her first taste ofcock. She had no clear idea what to do but it seemed obvious to her tokeep her teeth away from the sensitive flesh, and she sucked him into herhot mouth and flicked her tongue over the shaft. Robert groaned softly asher lips closed around his prick and he lightly held the back of her head.As her tongue danced over the tip of his cock and teased his piss hole, hisgroans became louder and faster, and Jan figured that she must be doingsomething right. She pulled her hand out of her soaking panties andgripped his cock as she sucked. The combination of the young girls handand her hot mouth were almost too much for Robert and when her felt hisspunk start to boil in his balls, he pulled out of her mouth and gasped,"Fuck, you're too good at that baby. You're going to make me cum."

Jan had a satisfied smile on her face as she looked up into his face andwiped the saliva away from her lips with the back of her hand. She stoodup and threw her arms around his neck thrilling at the way his prickpressed into her stomach and she moaned into his mouth as his fingersunfastened the waistband of her denims.

Cindy stood back and watched Louise slurp the cunt cream out of theteacher's sex. She was conscious of Andy moving behind her and felt hiscock press into the back of her short skirt. Andy had taken off his denimsand was naked from the waist down as Cindy turned around and looked down athis prick. She smiled at him as she slowly dropped to her knees and gentlyjacked him off with her hand. Andy closed his eyes as he enjoyed the handaction and then gasped as the hot flesh of her experienced mouth closedaround the tip.

Amanda's eyes were tightly closed as Louise worked on her and she didn'tsee Wilson fold up his knife and put it into the back pocket of his denims.He unzipped himself and drew out an ebony cock that must have been theinspiration of all the black men jokes. The erect shaft was at least 11inches long and still growing, and the thickness was over three inches indiameter. His huge frame cast a shadow over Louise as she knelt betweenAmanda's legs, and she looked up and gripped the monster cock.

"Hi Wilson," she said. "How would you like to fuck a teacher instead ofbeating the shit out of them?"

The fingers of her hand only went half way round his shaft as she jackedhim off and he grinned at her suggestion. Amanda's eyes opened when sheheard Louise talking and she gasped at the sight of Wilson's prick. Herrational mind screamed silently that she could never take anything thatsize inside her, but her cunt and clit were begging to be stretched and herlust won the battle.

Susie's thick cunt cream had formed a frothing ring round the root ofAli's cock as it flashed in and out of her spasming hole. She wasrecovering from her third climax and her face was covered in a thin film ofsweat as she slowly sank down on his shaft breathing heavily. "Fuck, I'mwasted," she groaned.

Ali grinned as he lifted her fuck hole from his cock and let hercollapse over the desk with her ass high in the air. He cupped her asscheeks in his hands and pulled them apart. Her little puckered asshole wasfully exposed and glistening with the cunt juice that had flowed out of herfront hole as he pushed his face forward. His tongue was fully extended ashe licked Susie's creamy asshole causing her to shiver. She knocked hishands away and replaced them with her own pulling her butt wide apart untilthe skin was stretched tight. Ali stiffened his tongue and pushed it intothe slightly parted shit hole and licked inside. Susie pushed back andrelaxed her shitter as much as possible.

He withdrew his tongue and replaced it with his index finger. Slowlypushing it in all the way to his palm and then pulling it out again. As hepushed in, Susie pushed backwards to drive his finger so far up her backtube that he felt the end of her next shit. Ali added a second finger andSusie groaned her pleasure as she was finger fucked. Her anal musclesbulged around the boy's fingers as they stretched to accommodate him.

"Fuck my shitter Ali," she gasped as she looked over her shoulder athim. "I want to feel your cock up my asshole."

As Ali pulled his fingers out of her shitter, the hole remained slightlyopen as he gripped his prick and raised the tip to press against herasshole. Her back hole swallowed his shaft and she gave out a loud cry asshe was penetrated. Ali stopped pushing in for a few seconds and thengrinned as Susie turned her head to look at him and she growled. "Bury it.Ram your cock up my asshole."

Her face was strained and her eyes were wide with lust as Ali beganpounding inside her shit tube. Her tee shirt was pushed up under her armsand her pointy tits were swaying free as she squeezed and twisted her rockhard nipples. "Oh god yes," she cried. "Harder. Fuck me harder."

Susie braced her hands on the desk as Ali held her hips tight and rammedinto her. Her tits wobbled with each thrust of his cock and her mouthbabbled "More. Harder. Faster. Fuck my ass." His cock was now fullyembedded in the young girl's asshole and his pubic bone was slappingagainst her ass cheeks with every thrust. The words from her reddeningface were turning to shouts and becoming louder and louder. "Fuck me youbastard.," she commanded. " Ream my shitter."

The fingers of one hand dropped between her legs and clawed franticallyat her throbbing clit. She started cumming almost at once, her shouts of,"Aghhhh, Aghhhh," filling the room and causing Ali's balls to tighten as heworked towards his own release. As her orgasm slowly subsided, her criesturned to rasps of pleasure as Ali pounded faster and faster with the slapsof his body against her butt almost drowning Susie's breathless cries.

"Fuck, I'm cumming," he gasped as the boiling hot spunk jetted up hispiss tube and exploded into her bowels, splattering the inside of her shittube with his thick white cream.. Susie was shouting and jerking wildly ashe blasted his seed into her body, and her busy fingers brought her toanother orgasm just as Ali's final spurt lanced into her. Susie's headthumped onto the top of the desk as her legs gave way and she collapsedexhausted. Only the desk prevented her falling to the floor and Alislipped his softening cock from ass and smiled with satisfaction when thegirl's back hole remained wide open and her could see into her red tunneland his thick spunk pooling deep inside her.

Amanda was now lying on the floor. The back of her head was resting inthe pool of Cindy's piss and she loved the dirty feeling in her body as herhair became soaked in the stinking liquid that was also soaking into theback of her blouse. Her skirt was pushed up to her waist and her pantieswere wrapped around one of her ankles as she spread her legs apart andWilson knelt on the floor between her legs. Her outer lips were soakingwith a mixture of her cunt juice and Louise's saliva and he rubbed the headof his cock into the swollen entrance of her sex to coat it with her slime.The first inch or so slipped in easily and she bit her bottom lip as shefelt the first resistance. Wilson reached round to grip her ass cheeksfirmly with his big, powerful hands to prevent her sliding backwards andslowly, very slowly pulled her onto his prick. Her cunt stretched apartand as Louise bent down to watch the penetration, she could clearly seeAmanda's stomach begin to bulge outward as she was filled.

Danny Corlleni was standing beside Louise and he grabbed her by the hairand pushed his stiff prick between her teeth. The familiar taste of hotcock filled her mouth together with the more subtle taste of cunt. Shedrew her head back to ask, "Who have you been fucking? You taste of cunt."

As he pulled her face back over his shaft he replied, "My sister. Igave her one this morning before I left the house."

Jan's denim's were at her ankles and Roberts's fingers were inside herpanties and squelching in and out of her saturated cunt when she finallybroke their kiss.

"Please fuck me," she pleaded as she stepped out of her denims andkicked off her soaking panties. She sat on the top of the desk and spreadher legs to give Robert the first look at her young virgin cunt. The pinkslit was puffed up on the outside and very slightly gaping open. A thintrickle of cunt juice was running out of her slit as Robert nudged hisprick against her fuck hole. She looked into his eyes as, with a loudsquelch, he drove his entire length into her body. She screamed loudly atthe initial stab of pain and then groaned with pleasure as, for the firsttime, her cunt was filled with a real, hot and throbbing cock. With hisballs resting on her ass, he remained still for a few moments and they bothsavoured the feeling of being joined. With long slow strokes he beganscrewing her. Every thrust produced a slurping noise as her cunt juice wasforced out of her stretched sex. Cindy was bent over the teacher's desk asAndy stood behind her and fucked her doggy style. The surface of his cockwas shining with the girl's cunt cream and he watched her tight cunt lipsgrip him as he pounded in and out.

Danny had had enough cock sucking and he pulled Louise to her feet andmoved her over to the desk. They watched Cindy getting fucked for a fewseconds and then he pushed her face down onto the desk beside her friendand lifted the back of her skirt up to her waist. He crouched down as heslowly peeled her panties down breathing in the heavy smell of her drippingcunt. The light blue briefs were soaking wet at the gusset and he couldsee the light brown streaks of her shit stain on the back. She lifted oneleg and then the other as he took them off and brought them to his nose. Both Cindy and Louise looked over their shoulders to watch the boy sniffthe wet stain and as Cindy continued to watch, Louise put her head down onthe desk as his cock prodded the slick opening of her cunt before sinkingball deep into her hole. The girls gripped each other's hands tightly asthe boys began fucking them and matching their thrusts.

Amanda had never imagined that such a massive shaft could be crammedinto her cunt. Stabbing pains shot through her sex as it was stretched butthey were immediately swamped by the immense waves of ecstasy that radiatedout from her clit.

"Oh god," she moaned as Wilson squeezed another two inches into herbody. She raised her head off the floor to look down at the penetration asthe stale piss dripped from her hair. His massive erection seemed to fillthe complete space between her legs and the swollen lips of her slit werebeing pushed against her thighs. She had never seen her clit so long andhard and, as her finger rasped over the throbbing surface, she instantlyshuddered in orgasm and screamed loudly while her hot cunt cream wasejaculated out around Wilson's shaft and sprayed over his balls.

"Yea baby," he said in a gruff voice. "I love a white girl thatappreciates black cock."

Amanda couldn't reply for a few seconds until her climax subsided, andwhen she did, it was to look down at the last three inches of his shaftthat was yet to enter her body and gasp, "All the way. Get your cock upme."

His big hands tightened on her ass cheeks as he pulled her onto hisprick. As he pulled her, his hands opened her butt and eventually, hisblack balls were resting on her shit hole. Amanda had bitten her bottomlip so hard that she had drawn blood and she wiped the back of her handover her mouth and hissed, "Fuck me."

He quickly moved his hands up to place her ankles against his shouldersand started screwing her. With each stroke, he drew back until only thehead of his prick remained inside her and pushed all the way forward rakinghis glistening shaft over her throbbing clit. Amanda's hands ripped openthe front of her blouse and pushed the cups of her bra up to her neck asher fingers sought out her solid nipples. She could feel the familiartingling build up again between her legs and she savagely pulled at herteats and cried, "Fuck, I'm cumming again."

Cindy orgasmed a few seconds before Louise and they were both convulsingon top of the desk as Andy turned to Danny and said, "Swap?"

Danny quickly nodded his agreement and before the girls knew what washappening, they both had a different cock fucking them. Danny watched Andyworm a finger into Louise's asshole and grinned as he did the same toCindy. Both girls snapped their heads up as their assholes were violatedand without breaking their rhythm, the boys pushed in a second finger. Their fingers flashed in and out of the girls shit holes at the same speedas their pricks were fucking on their dripping cunts.

"Swap again," Danny said, and both girls sighed together as their holeswere suddenly empty.

Andy stepped back between Cindy's legs and nudged his cock against herstill open back hole. She cried out and gasped, "Oh god, he's fucking myasshole," just as Danny was about to stick his shaft into Louise's cunt. He immediately changed his mind and pushed the head of his prick againsther shitter.

Louise was an asshole virgin and she screamed as Danny's cock drove upher shit tube.

"Oh fuck it's too sore," she cried as the young boy started to buggerher. "Please take it out and fuck me in the cunt."

He took no notice of her discomfort and grinned over at Andy as theymatched their thrusts. Gradually the burning and aching feeling in herasshole was replaced with a much more pleasurable sensation, and her criesturned into moans of enjoyment.

Robert was very close to cumming and he stopped thrusting as Jan lookedup at him.

"God, you're tight," he gasped. "You're making me cum too quickly."

She giggled and then squirmed forward on the desk when he said, "Let'schange position."

His cock came out of her body with a plop and he stood back and helpedher to her feet. His shaft was shining with a thick coat of her cunt juiceand she dropped to her knees in front of him. She had never tasted herslime on a cock before and she opened her mouth and drew him inside. Themixture of her cream and his pre cum was the most delicious thing she hadever tasted and she shivered with lust and looked forward to tasting herfirst mouthful of spunk. After licking his cock clean, she stood up, bentover the desk and pulled her ass cheeks apart. Looking over her shoulderat him, she said, "Please stick your cock back in me."

Robert shuffled forward and teased her a little by rubbing the head ofhis prick up and down her cunt slit and she groaned in frustration andpushed back at him. Finally, he pushed forward and slid all the way up herhole. The soft tissue of her cunt walls was like a strong fist around hislength, and he knew that he would not be able to last long. He grasped herhips and made his mind to bring her off before her spurted. His thrustswere long and hard with his body slapping into her butt with every stroke.His hand curled around to the front of her body to finger clit, but she hadalready beaten him to it. As she rubbed at her hard little bud, he bentforward and whispered in her ear, "Finger your cunt like a dirty littlewhore. Finger yourself while I fill your cunt with spunk."

She loved his dirty talk and her fingers ground into her clit as theintensity of the waves of ecstasy from her cunt increased. Her breathscame in short gasps and her head thrashed from side to side as the orgasmapproached. She needed to cum so bad and she viciously twisted herthrobbing clit. The climax ripped through her young body forcing a raggedscream from her throat and her whole body to shudder and convulse. Robertsmiled at the sight of her twisted and contorted body and he speeded up histhrusts as her cunt walls spasmed over his prick. Jan's cum was justbeginning to slacken off when he groaned and she felt his hot spunk jetinto her hole. It was the first time that spunk had ever entered her body,and the feeling was so delicious, and she was so aroused, that sheimmediately orgasmed again and her head collapsed down on the desk.

Wilson was on his knees with Amanda's legs up over his muscularshoulders. The teacher was in a multiple orgasm as the huge black cockpounded in and out of her cunt. The back of her skirt was soaking from theriver of cunt juice that poured out of her hole to run down her ass crackand onto the material. She squirmed continually on the floor and moanedincoherently as she was fucked. Wilson was beginning to feel his ownclimax build and he figured that he had given his white bitch enoughpleasure. It was time to fill her hot fuck hole with spunk. He grippedher hips tightly and pulled her on and off his cock at the same time as hiships bucked back and forth. His balls slapped against her butt with everystroke and his long shaft rasped over her battered clit holding her inconstant arousal. He could feel his spunk begin to boil and theperspiration was running from his forehead as he gritted his teeth inconcentration. His thrusts became faster and faster and Amanda's criesbecame louder and louder. Suddenly, he gave a powerful lunge and drove hiscock hard against her cervix as the thick spunk raced up his piss hole andsprayed into her womb. She cried out as she was filled with the hot slimeand thrashed about wildly on the floor.

Both Louise and Cindy were fingering their cunts furiously as they bentover the desks and took the boys cocks up their shit holes. Danny and Andywere racing to see who could cum first, and they were thrusting as fast asthey could, in and out of the girls back holes.

Not to be outdone, Cindy turned her head to look at Andy and cried,"Yea, fuck my dirty back hole. Fuck the shit out of me."

Danny eventually won the race, but not my much. He groaned, "Fuck, I'mgoing to spurt," just a few seconds before Andy gasped, "I'm cumming."

Both girls orgasmed over their fingers at the same time as the boys werepumping their shitters full of sperm and they shuddered and collapsed ontop of the desks.

Robert pulled his cock out of Jan's cunt after he had finished his cumand he stood back and watched her hand snake down between her legs. Sheheld her hand flat and caught some of the slime that was dripping out ofher sex and brought it to her mouth. She slurped the goo into her mouthand savoured her first mouthful of spunk. It was as delicious as she hadhoped it would be and she dropped her hand again, and this time slid twofingers into her cunt and pulled out as much as she could. She sucked thisload into her mouth as well, and Robert left her with her fingers back upher hole searching for more.

Wilson had pulled his prick out of Amanda's body, and, as her eyesfluttered open, he held out his hand and pulled her to her feet. Shelooked and smelt like a complete slut. Her hair and the back of her tornblouse were soaked in piss, her skirt was bunched up around her waist andher cunt hole was gaping open with spunk oozing out of it and running downher leg. She grinned in pleasure and threw her arms around the black mansneck and kissed him fiercely.

"Thanks baby," she said. "I needed that."

"Anytime," he replied with a grin.

Everyone was slowly recovering and were pulling on discarded clothing asJan came over to Amanda.

"Please miss," she said in a quiet voice. "Are you going to be incharge of detention tomorrow?"

When Amanda nodded that she was, Jan smiled happily and said, "God, I amgoing to be so fucking bad tomorrow."

o0o The End o0o

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Thursday, July 22, 2004

Teen Clit Sex story

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This is one of my later stories. As of now, it isincomplete but already very long.

If you are seeking quick, cheap smut, you may wishto look elsewhere. But I think the trueconnoisseurs of erotica will find it plenty steamyif they give it a chance.

This is an adult story, if you shouldn't bereading it, don't. I trust this is sufficientwarning, given that I am posting this to apredominantly adult area to begin with.

() The reader should be forewared that there is aparticularly graphic rape scene in this story.While not the predominat theme of the story, therape is described in graphic detail and is notfor the squemish.

I questioned myself long and hard about wether ornot to post this. I decided that I have presentedthe rape in the context of NOT being a positivething. I am not encouraging anybody to indulge inany of the behavior performed by characters inthis fictional work. If anything, I sincerly hopethat I have made clear my feelings aboutnonconsensual relationships. I do not indulge inthem myself, I don't think anybody should.

Denise wasn't a student. She was a teacher. Ascience teacher, or so she had thought. Now shewas a P.E. teacher.

Denise had always wanted to be a science teacher.Since she was in junior high school herself. She'dhad the most wonderful instructor, who hadawakened her mind and stirred her excitement overthe way the world worked. From that moment on shewanted to be just like him.

She took extra science and math electives in highschool and then excelled in college in physics,graduating Magna Cum Lauda. Earning her teachingcredentials while she was at it.

Because of her credentials Winston School districthad jumped at hiring her. She was assigned toBallard Junior High School in the upper Winstondistrict. A nice area of town. The students wouldbe well literate and she would have a good chanceto influence young minds as she had dreamed about.

Surprise! At teacher orientation she had learnedthat Ballard Junior High School already had twoscience teachers and that she would be instructingP.E. for the first year or two until one of theold farts either died or retired. Thus her trip tothe principals office.

The principal, Ms.June Benito or Fishy Pussto the students, when no teachers were around hadbeen understanding, and inflexible. Pointing outthe clause in her contract that they could assignher to teach anything they wanted. Should she bailout now, it would not look favorable at all on herResume for future positions. They had her by theshort hairs and were hanging on.

Denise had no choice but to teach P. E. and girlshealth, which ran hand in hand with it.

Betty Hart was the other girls gym teacher. Shewas a jock, and made no secret of it. She lookedlike a jock, talked like a jock and acted like ajock. It was rumored among the students that shewas Fishy Puss's girlfriend. But being a jock,she was a good P. E. teacher. She met with Denisebefore the school year started and filled her inon the details of how to teach gym.

"It's simple. You run them around and work themuntil they sweat real good and then turn themloose with some sort of ball practice and makethem sweat some more. Then ten minutes before theend of the class you send them to the showers."Betty had told her.

"Doesn't sound real hard. Maybe it won't be sobad." Denise said.

"You'll do fine. Here's a list of exercises that Iuse most every year. Just mix them up a bit fromday to day. Oh, and make sure the girls shower.Some have a tendency to try to save time byskipping their shower to make it to their nextclass. And make certain that they have cleanuniforms every Monday. Besides that. . . . . letssee. Some of the girls try to skip gym if theirperiods are heavy. You have to play that one byear. Some are just trying to get out of it. I'llgive you a break the first term and take both theseventh grade classes and one eighth grad class.That way all the students you get will know theropes before hand." Betty told her.

Little did Denise realize that this gave her boththe ninth grade classes, the most unruly of thebunch.

School started, first day wasn't so bad, but veryconfused. Same speech to all the girls:

"I am Miss Alvey . . . This is what you need for auniform . . . This is what I expect of you. . . .This is what you will do . . . This is how Iwill grade . . . This is what I won't tolerate . .. Concerning your periods, I want a note fromeither both your parents or guardians or a Doctorfor you to sit out. But if you're having aparticularly heavy day or bad cramps see mebefore class. Now about personal hygiene . . ."Denise droned as the day wore on.

In the meantime she began to learn her studentsnames and attitudes. She spotted the troublemakers right away and learned their names andattitudes the quickest. Followed by the brownnosers.

The second day was different.

"This being the age of technology, in order for meto more quickly learn your names, I've brought myCamCorder. When you step up to get your towelafter class, state your name so I can mark it off.I'll get a picture of each of your faces while I'mat it." Denise told her classes.

She split the classes in two and selected captainsseemingly at random from each group to lead thecalisthenics. Actually, each captain she pickedwas one of the trouble makers. If they were infront, she could keep an eye on them.

The day went fairly well. She set her CamCorderup in the towel cage and handed out towels aftereach class. She hadn't thought about the fact thatthe girls would be nude when they came to collecttheir towels.

That night she tried to watch the video's to learnher students names. She ended up freezing thepicture several times while she masturbated.

It had been in her junior year in college that shehad drawn Janice Dent as a roommate. Janice was aslim, feisty Jewish girl. For a long time Denisedidn't notice how Janice watched her as sheundressed or dressed. When she finally noticed,she was already friends with Janice and it was toolate to change quarters. Denise tolerated it.Eventually she got curious about it. Two coldcases of beer and a weekend before spring breakserved as her initiation into woman to woman sex.

Until that time Denise was a virgin. She wasafterwards too, but she was hooked on orgasms.Janice was a talented teacher and a demandinglover. Outside their room they were justroommates.

Janice was a year older than her. After the firstyear she graduated and went away. There was a bitmore to the breakup, but Denise didn't Dwell onit. Denise's next roommate was a frumpy bitch.Denise dated guys occasionally and lost hervirginity to one who also went away afterwards,which she didn't mind.

Not that Denise was unattractive. Beneath herglasses and nerdish clothing she was gorgeous! Shestood five foot nine and had fair sized, firmbreasts, not quite Dcups. Her legs and abdomenwere firm. She was a natural strawberry blonde,but didn't fit the clich�'s a bit. Her eyes weregreen and about eight miles deep when usedproperly for warfare in the battle of the sexes.But she was a nerd; A woman physics major.

Denise watched the parade of nubile adolescentnude bodies on her TV screen and rubbed herself toorgasm about eight times. Those names she wouldremember best.

Being a nerd she began to plot how she wouldobtain more and better pictures of her students.

At school she was stoical. Wearing her own uniformshe walked around her classes watching them asthey exercised. After class she stationed herselfin the locker room to make certain every girlshowered. She never let herself watch one inparticular very closely. But they all registeredin her memory.

She shared an office with Betty Hart. Thecoaches room. It had a one way piece of glass init that they could use to observe the locker room.There was a long horizontal file that ran beneaththe sill of the one way window. That's whereDenise set up her computer. Through a gap in theback of it where an interface card would normallysit looked a tiny color Television Camera. Mountedinside the computer, it was unseen. A dark gap wasall that could be seen of it should anyone turnher computer around for some reason. It's view wasright out through the one way window. Each day atcertain times a program would start upautomatically and grab frames and write them todisk. Each evening Denise copied them to DAT tapeand wiped the already hidden disk files. She wasgood at technology.

"This is gym. What the hell do you need a computerfor?" Betty had asked her.

"I keep my student records on it. Makes it easierfor me to do grades and keep track of eachstudent. Want to use it?" Denise had explained andasked.

"Not me. I don't even know how to turn one ofthose things on. I prefer the old paper method."Betty had told her.

"Suit yourself. I just let it run all the timecause it takes too long to boot it. It has powermanagement built into it, so it doesn't use toomuch electricity." Denise told her.

"That's not something I worry about. The districtpays for that. I don't mind if you leave it on,it's quiet enough. What's that blinking light?"Betty asked.

"That means the disk is running. I have automaticprograms that will repack my disk whenever I'm notdoing anything on it. Makes it run faster when Ineed it." Denise said, thinking she'd better add aswitch to disable the LED.

"Well, seems you know what you're doing with it.As long as it doesn't disturb me, I don't care ifit runs all the time." Betty said.

"Good, I'll just switch off my monitor when I gohome each night then. The drives last longer ifyou don't turn them off." Denise told her.

"How are your classes coming?" Betty asked her.

"Pretty good. I spotted the trouble makers likeyou said and made them captains. I rotate themonce a week with the shy ones. The both parentsor a doctor trick on the excuse notes pretty mucheliminated the slackards. They learned prettyquick about the cramps and heavy flow bit when Isent them to the nurses office when they'd ask toget out of class." Denise answered.

"Good. I'd think about letting up just a bit onthem. I've heard scuttlebutt around school thatyou drive them pretty hard. Now that they are usedto this level of exercise if you let up just a bitthen they will love you for it and still get agood workout every day." Betty said.

"Thanks. I'll do that." Denise replied.

Day by day Denise built up her student galleryof shots. As there was a class after hers at theend of the day, she set her machine to trigger onmovement in the locker room. The program wouldgrab a frame every few seconds and do an averagechecksum on it. A significant change from frame toframe would trigger the grab and store routines.This is how she caught Betty and Fishy Puss inaction.

June Benito made her inspection tour of theschool, same as she did every night. The janitorswere just finishing up. It was early evening. Shelet the last of the janitorial crew out and thenlocked up the school. Making one final inspectionround of the large, old, two story school. Findingthe building empty she moved to make her date,stripping off her blouse as she entered the girlslocker room. She locked the door behind heranyway. She moved to the first row of benches andlockers and stripped off the rest of her clothes.The computer already doing grab and store's fromher presence. Her clothes all came off and thenshe slipped into the large shower, which alreadyhad one occupant; Betty Hart.

"I thought you'd never get here." Betty said,pulling her into her arms and kissing her deeply.

"I wanted to make certain that we were reallyalone." June replied, playing with Betty's breastsand nipples.

"I hate all this sneaking around, but you startedit." Betty said, her hands upon June's largebreasts.

"Yes, I know. But if nobody ever connects us awayfrom school, then nobody will ever know we aredoing this." June chuckled, pulling Betty backinto a kiss.

They soaped each others bodies and then squirmedtogether as they continued to kiss passionately.

The camera on the computer caught all this as theview was just wide enough to include a segment ofthe shower. In fact those types were some ofDenise's most prized shots, captured as the youngwomen soaped their bodies and rubbed themselvesall over. She also got a bunch of bent over shotsfrom that. Not that there weren't enough of thosefrom the locker room from the girls pulling shortsand panties off and on.

After washing each other's hair and bringing eachother off at least twice, the pair moved out tothe locker room area, toweling each other off.Once dry Betty spread their towels out on thebench and then pushed June back onto them.

"This won't hurt a bit." Betty teased, moving overher.

Her pelvis engaged June's and she began to pumpinto her. Dragging her clitoris over theprincipal's as she played with her breasts.

"You are really quite good at that, you shouldhave been a man." June moaned.

"I may as well be one, the size of my clit. But ifI was a man, you wouldn't want to fuck me." Bettyteased.

"You're right about that. And you do have abig clit." June gasped, pumping back.

Now they were up close in front of the window.June watched the reflection of Betty fucking heras she became even more worked up than she was.

"You like watching me fuck you don't you?" Bettyasked, more statement than question.

"You know I do. So shut up and do it. . . . Hard!"June gasped.

There were no more words spoken as they humpedthemselves to several orgasms. Then June had Bettylay on her back on the bench and moved over her inthe sixtynine position. The camera recording thewhole episode.

Afterwards the women showered off again Theytalked a bit as they were dressing.

"So. . how's the new teacher working out?" Juneasked, buttoning up her blouse.

"Not bad at all. Seems to work well with thegirls. She's a lot more organized than I am, withthat damn computer of hers." Betty answered,pulling on a clean set of sweat pants, her normalattire.

"Yeah, that's the ways of the world today;Computers. Any indication she's hungry?" Juneasked.

"Not a bit. I wish there were. She's pretty cutewhen she takes those glasses off." Betty said,pulling on her top.

"So I noticed. Well, one hot lover in theneighborhood is quite adequate, but keep an eye onher. We on for racket ball tomorrow after school?"June asked.

"Wouldn't miss it. My place after?" Betty asked,pulling her into her arms.

June nodded as they melted together to share afinal passionate kiss before the mirror. Then theyleft, shutting down the lights.

Denise came in earlier than Betty, as she had aninth grade class first off in the morning. Shesat in her office drinking coffee as she preparedher schedule for the day. Checking the computershe found a substantial amount of her hard driveused up.

"That's odd." she thought.

She was thinking that it may have been thejanitors, who scrubbed the locker room andsanitized it several times a week. But the floorwas due to be done that night, not the previousone. She almost wiped the files, but for somereason decided to transfer them to DAT instead.She stashed the tape in her bag as the early classstarted to file in and strip off their clothes toget into their gym attire.

Denise watched them a moment through the mirror.Watching one in particular; Andrea Billings. Avery well endowed little brunette withexceptionally pouty nipples and a bikini wax jobon her pubic hair. The little nymphet was justplain sexy. She was nice enough to supply Denisewith a long clear look at her pussy as she bent toremove her panties.

"Damn!" Denise thought, flushing with desire.

Andrea was cleanly shaved between her legs. Herpussy lips hanging open as she bent.

Another girl passed by and Denise almost missed itas she slid her hand across Andrea's ass as shepassed. Cindy Crowther.

Andrea half yelped and looked around real quick.Cindy giggled at her.

"You know better than that." Andrea hissedquietly.

"I just couldn't help myself. I enjoyed it so muchlast night. I looked around before I did it.Nobody saw it." Cindy whispered back to her,stripping off her clothes.

"Miss Alvey might have seen it!" Andrea warned,still hissing quietly.

"I don't think so. But I won't do it again. Idon't think she notices anything through thoseglasses of hers. But I wouldn't mind doing thesame to her. She's got some bod!" Cindy chuckledquietly.

"Don't get any ideas, you're mine!" Andrea said,quietly, pulling on her shorts.

"Oh? And what if I don't want to be yours?" Cindyasked, defiantly.

"So you want to cancel this weekend at the cabin?"Andrea said, calling her bluff.

Cindy looked suddenly worried.

"No. . I was just teasing." she said, quietly,finishing undressing.

From behind the mirror Denise noticed that Cindywas also cleanly shaved between her legs. Shecouldn't hear what the pair was saying, but couldeasily figure out the context from theirexpressions. There was no question who dominatedthe relationship.

She was interrupted in her musing by a tap on herdoor. She turned back to her desk and then yelledfor whoever it was to enter.

A plain looking brunette girl entered wearing herstreet clothes with a bandage on her left hand.

"Hello Candice. What's up? Did you hurt yourself?"Denise asked.

"Yeah, cut myself with a sharp kitchen knife lastnight, Miss Alvey. I had to get a few stitches.The doctor says I shouldn't get it wet or swing itfor a week. So I'll be out this week. Here's hisnote for you." Candice said, handing over thenote.

"Okay, hope it wasn't too bad. Does it hurt?"Denise asked, taking the note and glancing at it.

"Well, I'm sorry you cut yourself. But you canhelp me this week with the team rosters for thegames. You don't have to dress or shower. If youcould tell the captains this week to get the classstarted on calisthenics I'll be out in a bit."Denise said.

Denise sat looking out the window for a minute asCindy headed out into the gym. Wondering what todo about her and Andrea. Not that she minded, butshe couldn't have them being indiscreet around theother girls.

She got her whistle and clipboard and went off todeal with the class.

Later, as the girls were headed out the door,Denise called to Cindy.

"Yes, Miss Alvey?" she asked.

"Come see me after your last class." Denise toldher.

Cindy suddenly looked scared.

"What about, Miss Alvey?" she asked, tentatively.

"I want to go over your progress in the class.We'll talk then." Denise said, turning to her nextschedule.

"Alright, Miss Alvey." Cindy said, a bit relieved.

The rest of the day passed without event. Denisestayed over through Betty's last class.

"What's up?" Betty asked, as Denise usually leftearlier.

"I just want to catch up a bit on my paperwork,and I have a student coming in for a conference."Denise replied.

The last of the students were just filing out whenCindy tapped on the door. Denise bid her enter.

"Close the door and sit down, Cindy." Denise said,turning from her computer.

Cindy sat down, noticing how the computer sat andout the window at where her locker was. She gotworried again.

"What's this about, Miss Alvey?" she asked, aslight quiver in her voice.

Denise took off her glasses and cleaned them witha tissue after looking at them in the light. Shelooked up at Cindy with her uncovered green eyes.

"I've got a little problem. . . or rather you do.. . . I'd rather it was your problem than mine."Denise said, holding her gaze, levely.

"Problem?" Cindy asked, in her best innocent act,but her voice strained.

Denise fought the urge to smirk. She set herglasses on the desk and sort of rubbed her eyes abit.

"Yes, see I was working at my computer thismorning when you came in. I happened to look upjust as you passed Andrea. I saw what you did."Denise said, seriously.

Cindy looked real scared.

"I don't know what you mean, Miss Alvey." shesaid, shakily.

"Don't feed me that crap! I'm not as innocent anddumb as you girls seem to think I am!" Denisesaid, sharply.

Cindy looked shocked by Miss Alvey's suddenharshness. Usually she seemed a pussycat. Cindyfound herself with tears in her eyes.

"No, Miss Alvey." she said, weeping a bit.

"Cindy, I don't know what you and Andrea'srelationship is. I don't want to know. Becauseif I were to become aware of certain things, Iwould have no alternative but to report them toMs. Benito and to your parents.

Now I don't want to have to do that. So I willgive you the benefit of the doubt and think thatyou were just joking around. But you should keepin mind that other students aren't near asunderstanding. That if one of them witnessedsomething like that then it could start some verynasty rumors that could seriously affect both yourlife and Andrea's.

Whatever you do or don't do in your private lifeis your business and none of mine, unless youmake it my business by bringing it into theschool.

Now I have 240 girls whom it is my job to protectfrom certain things that society frowns upon. Itake that trust seriously. If I were to becomeaware of something that might affect that, thenI would be forced to do something about it. If Iam not aware of such things then I won't haveto act on them.

So I trust that in the future you will be morediscrete in your little jokes and not do or sayanything that might be misinterpreted when youare in public and especially when you are here atschool. . . and that means anywhere here atschool. Now do I make myself perfectly clear toyou?" Denise asked.

Cindy had tears pouring down her cheeks, but shewas plainly baffled by Denise's approach. She knewthat she could be in real trouble, but she wasbeing offered an out with just a warning.

"Yes, Miss Alvey. I won't ever do it again." shesobbed.

Denise handed her a couple of tissues.

"Good. Enough said then. . . unless I see or hearanything at all that indicates you don'tunderstand me. You might pass that on to anybodyelse it might apply to. Here, blow your nose andstop crying. I'm not going to tell anybody a wordabout it for now." she said.

Cindy took the tissues and thanked her. Wiping hereyes and then blowing her nose. She choked backher tears.

"Thank you, Miss Alvey. I promise I won't ever. ."Cindy started.

"Yeah, yeah, now as to your progress in class."Denise said, cutting her off, "You've beencheating on your pushups and situps. I expectyou to do full motions on each from now on. Youare only cheating yourself. If you expect to get agood grade out of this class you have to do allthe exercises properly. Okay?" she asked.

"Yes, Miss Alvey." Cindy said, now calmer.

Denise smiled at her.

"You're a good kid, Cindy. I think you will gofar. Just try to keep in mind that what you do nowcan have a big effect upon your future. Okay? Youcan go now." Denise said, dismissing her.

Denise watched her go. Hoping that she understood.She did not wish to get the girl in trouble forsomething she herself was prone to. Had someoneelse witnessed the event she would not have had achoice to handle it like she had.

She sighed and started her DAT tape transfer forthe night and went to close down and check on thegym.

Andrea was waiting for Cindy when she came out.

"So what did she say?" she asked.

Cindy was halfelated, halfscared and a littlebit confused that she had gotten off with awarning. She looked at Andrea for a moment beforeanswering.

"She saw me rub your ass this morning." shesaid.

"She saw you? Oh fuck!" Andrea moaned.

"She's not going to report me. She says that shewill assume it was just joking around unless sheever sees or hears of anything like it again.

Fact is that she was pretty cool about it. Whileshe didn't say it outright, she made it prettyclear she knew what was going on. I think we'vemisjudged her. She's really pretty nice." Cindysaid, distracted.

"Really?" Andrea said, thoughtfully, "It soundslike she doesn't want to see or know about suchthings. . . . but she's right. You fucked up, bigtime. You were just lucky it was only her who sawit."

"I know I fucked up. It won't happen again. And nomore meeting in empty classrooms to kiss, as muchas I like it. As much as we both do. But I don'tthink she'd be so cool about it if we ever gotcaught." Cindy said, still distracted.

Fact was that she was thinking about the loveliestpair of green eyes she had ever seen.

"She was pretty cool about it at that. And shedidn't have to be." Andrea said, thoughtfully.

"I think that she wanted to be cool about it. . .. I think. . . . . she liked it." Cindy said.

"Then tomorrow you will make certain you pointyour pussy at Miss Alvey's window when you dressfor gym. Pick your toenails or pick up a coin orsomething, just make sure she gets a good look atit. I will too. If she's not gay then she will beby the time I'm through with her." Andrea said,her eyes resolute.

Cindy looked at her, still crying. But nodded hersubmission.

When Denise got home she shoved a TV dinner intothe microwave and then started her download of thedays files. To preserve space she had becomeselective of the pictures she kept. She knew whichones she would keep if she had caught them. To herenjoyment she had. Both girls shaved pussy, andCindy's hand clearly sliding over Andrea's ass.There were several shots she threw away, beinguninteresting repeat shots, or blurred or blockedones. She selected a group and moved them into herstaging directory. When she had enough, she burnedthem onto a CDROM disk. The CD burner mechanismhad set her back half a thousand dollars on sale,but she thought it was worth it. She used aspecial encoding on the files. Nobody could viewthem without the right password and decryptionroutine. The routine was resident on her computer,but not the password. Based upon the latestencryption routines off the Internet, the codeswere virtually unbreakable without a very largecomputer and lots of time.

Her dinner dinged at her and she set the other DATtape to transferring while she retrieved it.Sitting down once again by her computer she peeledthe top off her dinner and reached out to call inthe first shot. She started to take a bite, butthe fork never reached her mouth. She set it downand scrolled through the pictures one at a time,quivering.

She moved the pictures all to a separate directoryand then put in a blank CDROM disk. She called inthe program and burned it with just those files.The cost of the disk well worth it, she figured.She ate her dinner while she burned the CD withthe encoded files.

Afterwards she stripped off her clothes and gotout a special multiheaded vibrator. The centralpost wiggled and squirmed as a little nubbinbuzzed. Once inside her it would give her dualstimulation as the nubbin rested on her clitoriswhile the other part stroked and wiggled insideher vagina.

She set a slide show running as she sat back downbefore her computer. Adjusting the rate as sheapplied the tool to herself. It looped through thewhole sequence from Betty's entering the shower toMs. Benito's entrance and finally theirperformance on the bench right where Andrea andCindy had their little encounter. Ms. Benitolooking right into the lens almost as if she wasputting on a show as Betty fucked her.

Betty's clitoris was huge. Almost an inch long andas fat as a "Sharpie" making pen. She used it likea penis, driving it again and again into June'ssmaller, but erect one.

Denise hadn't been particularly taken with JuneBenito. She still wasn't, but suddenly she wasfascinated with Betty. She imagined her doing thatto her as the vibrator sank to home position anddid it's magic upon her. She climaxed again andagain, stronger each time.

Later she ran all the slides of the girls for theday in a loop as she normally did each day. Thistime she climaxed again each time Cindy andAndrea's bare pussy's came by. Imagining her doingto them what Betty had done to June.

She was languid with endorphins as she shut offher computer and made her way again to her bed.She continued to touch herself as she thoughtabout the girls bodies. A last orgasm put herasleep for the night.

Cindy was having a hard time getting to sleep. Shefound herself haunted by Denise's green eyes andsmile. She remembered how her gym trunks fit herfirm rear end. She imagined how it would be tomake love to the older woman. She wouldn't treather mean like Andrea did. She found herselftouching and playing with her body as the imagesflicked through her brain. Sensing it was a way ofbreaking Andrea's hold over her.

Cindy hadn't been into girls when she first metAndrea in their seventh grade year. It neveroccurred to her how Andrea looked at her, or howtheir friendship had begun in gym. Andrea wouldmake suggestive remarks to her, but she had alwaysthought her to be kidding. They got to be goodenough friends that they continued to see eachother over the summer.

Andrea's parents had a cabin by a nearby lake. Thearea was open year round, but in the summer thelake was just warm enough to swim in. They wouldswim and then lay out on the pier in theirbikini's.

Andrea's remarks became more suggestive and shealways seemed to find excuses to touch her.Andrea's parents were pretty loose with her. Shewas given free reign to do as she pleased duringthe weekdays at the cabin. Her parents wouldsometimes come up on the weekend. But the wholeweek they had it all to themselves.

A raid of Andrea's fathers well stocked barsupplied the proper formula for Andrea's attack.She planed it and executed it perfectly. Cindy hadnever experienced an orgasm before. By morning shewas in love with Andrea.

Andrea played her like a trout on a line. Teasingher and holding back her affections just enough toenslave Cindy to her desires. She'd make hermasturbate for her and stick things inside hervagina and anus. She made her suck a soft dildodown her throat and would spank her and make hercry before kissing her and telling her that sheloved her.

Cindy didn't know if Andrea really loved her, orjust loved using her as a toy. It didn't reallymatter, she was correct that she owned Cindy.The remark about licking her ass was just areminder of when Cindy had gaggingly forcedherself to do that the first time. Each timeAndrea would get her so turned on that she woulddo anything for relief. Andrea's seeminglyfavorite thing was to force Cindy to lick herduring her period. Starting in the late summer shehad taken to making her wear a dog collar whileshe d her to the edge again and again.

In point of fact, Andrea could have cared lessabout Cindy. She was into a manipulative powertrip.

But this night Cindy's mind was upon an olderwoman, with emerald green eyes. That's what was inher mind when Cindy lifted her hips in orgasm andmuffled her cry into her pillow.

Andrea had no trouble sleeping. But her mindlingered on a little surprise for Cindy she hadbought through the mail. Since she was the firstone home she always got the mail first. She'dgotten the post office notice of her package andhad picked it up herself, storing the largepackage in her backpack with her books.

Chapter Two

For the next week Denise watched as each day thetwo girls exposed themselves to her each morning.She showed no outward effect from it to the girls,but it definitely had an affect upon her. Shesimply enjoyed the morning show, then went on withher day. She wasn't fooled as to who theinstigator of this little morning fleshflash was;Andrea of course. Cindy was scared to death aboutit. Had it not been for her position, she wouldhave gladly taken either of the young girls,with a strong preference towards Cindy.

Denise did find herself watching Betty a bit morethough. She noticed how her gym trunks fit her.She noticed the slight bump inside her trunkswhenever she was around certain girls or had beenworking out hard. The size of her uniquely largeclitoris was the motivation behind a lot of theclothing she wore. It would show prominentlythrough any tight fitting outfit. Even though shenoticed more, Denise dare not do anything aboutit. She would put in her time and become a scienceteacher. Should old FP go back on her promise oftwo years, well. . . she had her ace in the hole.

As shady as her ethics were, she was not prone toblackmail. She was prone to letting other peoplelive their lives however they wished to. But ifsomebody crossed her, all bets were off.

Aside from what she had told Betty about exercise,Denise could be found every Saturday jogging inthe park. It helped her work out some of thestress she developed keeping a stoic face towardthe 240 girls she saw nude on a daily basis atschool. Come Friday she was quite looking forwardto her Saturday run.

That afternoon at school, she was doing her DATtransfer when Betty came in to get ready for herlast class. She'd been teaching a health class, sohad on a loose pant suit. She nodded to Denise andthen stripped off her clothes and climbed into hergym outfit. Denise kept turned to her computer,but could see Betty's reflection in the glass.Before Betty pulled her shorts on, the ridge ofher oversized clitoris could be seen prominentlythrough her panties. Denise felt herself flushingwith desire and turned to her computer again.

"What is that tape thing you do every day?" Bettyasked, coming over by her as she stripped off herregular bra to pull on a sports type.

Her breasts were not large, but the nipples were.At the moment they were fully erect. Denise turnedto her just as Betty walked up, and she foundherself face to face with those nipples. Sheflushed a bit and looked up at Betty, who seemedto notice her reaction.

"I backup all my files here onto my computer athome every day. And keep copies of my files thereon here. That way if either machine dies, I don'tlose any data." Denise sort of stammered.

"Oh, good idea, I guess. I can see you wouldn'twant to lose your data, given all the poking youdo on that thing. Do they fail very often?" Bettyasked, slowly pulling on her sports bra.

"Not like they used to, but sometimes. If you losea bearing in the hard disk drive then you couldlose everything. That's why I like to leave it onall the time. For some reason the bearings lastlonger if they never stop." Denise explained,keeping her eyes up toward Betty's face and hopingher blush didn't show.

"It's for storing information. Think of it like afiling cabinet. You have everything you work onstored in it. Then when you wish to work on it,you take a file out of the cabinet and put it onyour desk and open it. That's like RAM or randomaccess memory. These little disks that look likemusic CD's, are like a reference library. Once youwrite to them you can never alter the informationthere, kind of like a printed book. Like this onehas an encyclopedia on it. I can read any of theinformation from it, but I can't add to it orchange it. These tapes are called DAT's, ordigital audio tapes. Audio because that's whatthey were first used for, but data is data. Theywork great for computer files. These you can reador write to as often as you like, but they aren'tas fast to access a particular file as a hard diskis. Kind of like putting a needle in the groove ofthe song you want to hear on old phonographrecords. You can go right to it. But on a cassettetape you have to wait while all t

he tape gets wound from one spool to the otheruntil you come to the part where the song you areseeking is located." Denise explained.

"God, you make it all sound so easy. You should beteaching computer classes." Betty said.

"We don't have any. We should, but it's not in thebudget. I ought to be teaching science classes,but until the old fogies die or retire you'restuck with me here." Denise chuckled.

"That's not a bad thing for me. I quite like you.We get along pretty good. I've shared this officewith a bunch of teachers where that wasn't thecase." Betty said.

"Thanks, I quite like you too. It's nothingpersonal that I'd rather be teaching science."Denise chuckled, turning back to her computer.

"Well, you've sold me on the value of computers.You had your grades out in a day at the end oflast quarter. I had to work on mine for four. Doyou think you could teach me a complete computerilliterate how to do that?" Betty asked, slippingon her shoes.

"Sure, be glad to. What say we take an hour eachevening after school, unless you have other plansthen?" Denise offered.

"Sounds good, I can give up a few of my activitiesafter school to bring myself into the twentiethcentury. How about starting Monday?" Betty asked,finishing tying her last shoelace.

"Sure, sounds good." Denise said.

"Oh, would you be interested in teaching acomputer class to the girls if the funding forcomputers was available?" Betty asked, as anafterthought.

"Sure, I guess. I'd have to give up one of the gymclasses. That would probably get dumped on you."Denise said.

"I wouldn't mind that so much. Especially if itwould be of benefit to the school, like I believea computer class would be. But you'd undoubtedlyend up with mostly male students. You kind oflucked out your first year teaching. These girlsare a lot easier to handle than boys." Betty said.

"I expected most the classes that I taught to bemostly males. That's just the way it is inscience. I don't know why either, cause I surelike it, and I'm sure not male." Denise chuckled.

"No, you most definitely are not male." Bettysaid, distractedly.

She grabbed her whistle and headed out the door.

"Gotta run. See you Monday. Have a good weekend."she said, and was gone.

Denise looked after her, through the one wayglass. Watching the way she jogged. Betty'scomment about her had seemed odd. "Is she takingan interest in me?" Denise wondered.

She continued to look out the window. Temporarilydistracted by the last of Betty's class dressing.It was a seventh grade class. Not really anattraction to Denise. They were just too young.Still, curiosity made her watch. It waseducational to see how girls grow up. Some of themdidn't even have pubic hair yet. The tiny buds ofbreasts just growing upon their chests. Their hipsjust beginning to widen. Some looked like beanpoles; no tits, no hips. Straight lines down fromtheir arm pits down their legs. Others were moreadvanced, with full breasts and dense patches ofpubic hair. Their hips broader and butts moreshapely. These were the ones that distractedDenise. She saw enough of them in her ninth gradeclasses to supply all the fantasies she desired.

She turned back to her computer, finished herdownload and wiped the files she'd transferred.Thinking she'd have to change things around a bitif she was going to be teaching Betty. She calledup a graphical display of her disk and threw outsome files that were inappropriate. Then made somechanges to her program that would write any newpicture files to a hidden directory. Toggling theattribute to a system hidden file. Her computerwas full multitasking. Her program could run inthe background totally unnoticed to Betty whileshe taught her how to work spreadsheets and wordprocessors. Denise kind of chuckled to herselfabout this. She could catch a buxom studentwashing her tits in the shower while Betty waslooking right at the screen, totally unaware ofwhat the computer was doing.

Using a special view command, Denise watched asthe computer wrote another picture file into thehidden directory. Satisfied with her work, shecleared the screen and shut off the monitor forthe weekend. Taking her bag she made her way home.

On her way out, Andrea passed her in the hall andsmiled at her smirking. Denise smiled backnoncommitally, as if she was just anotherstudent, which she was.

Once past the look on Andrea's face turned to oneof perplexity. Denise was not responding as Andreaexpected her to. Not at all as Andrea's ego toldher she should. Andrea took it as a furtherchallenge, eventually it would become an obsessionwith her. For the moment she was frustrated.

She spotted Cindy and snagged her by the arm.Ignoring her protests over having to get to class.Andrea found an unused classroom and led Cindyinto it. Around the corner, out of sight of thehall she pushed Cindy up against the wall andkissed her hard, her hand reaching up underCindy's skirt and rubbing her pubic area.

Cindy knew better than to resist it when Andreagot like this. But she was scared to death of themgetting caught. The fear added to her sexualfever. Her hands moved to Andrea's ass and cuppedit, pulling her to her as Andrea vented herfrustration on her.

Suddenly Andrea broke off her attack and pulledaway.

"Just wanted to remind you how much you like it.See you tonight." she said, leaving the room.

Cindy half slumped against the wall as she foughtto calm herself once more. She straightened herhair and clothes and headed out the door. The bellsounded, she was late.

Later that night, Cindy's mother dropped her offat Andrea's for the weekend. It was a commonenough occurrence. Both parents were used to thetwo girls spending the weekend together. Neitherseemed to have any idea of what went on when theyweren't around.

"You sure you girls want to spend the weekend allalone in the cabin?" Andrea's father asked them,driving them up.

"Yeah, we've got a lot to study. We kind of likethe silence up here. Besides, we've got everythingwe need up here. If we get bored there is the TVand VCR. We've got lots of movies we can watch.Plus there are video games and such. It gets usaway from Bobby too." Andrea replied.

Bobby was her older brother. Andrea didn't seem tolike him too much. Her father knew it.

"Okay. After last report card, a little studyingcertainly wouldn't hurt." her father chided.

Andrea promised to do better in school, like shealways did. . . and didn't. She viewed it like agame she played with her father. He would tell herto do better. She would promise to do so and thencontinue just as before. His part as a parent wassatisfied by his chiding. Andrea's part as adependent by her promise. Then her father would gooff and get distracted in the process of makingmore money for his wife and Andrea to spend. Hemade a fair amount of it. They managed to spendenough it wasn't quite enough for him to not bedistracted by the process. A workablerelationship. Andrea's mother saw to his otherneeds. She knew a good thing when she saw it. Shekept him happy.

When they arrived at the cabin, Andrea's fathercame in to check it out for them and turn the heatup. Not that Andrea couldn't work a thermostat.This was also one of his parenting games. Theprotective father bit. Andrea acted grateful.

"Okay, everything's alright here. You've got foodin the kitchen. Eat what you want, but write itdown on the shopping list to bring back with you.Here's twenty bucks. You can call for a Pizza fromthat place down the road when you want. You've gotyour cell phone if you need anything or ifsomething goes wrong. Keep in mind I get a printedrecord of every number you call. I can feed theminto my city directory program and find out whothey are. I always do that on all the cell phonesso that we don't get cheated. I'll be back Sundaynight to pick you up." he said.

The mention of the Cell phone log was his way oftelling Andrea he would know if she called anyboys to come up. It was also a regular game.

"Okay, see you then. Give me a call first so wecan be all packed up." Andrea said.

"Sure. Stay away from the liquor cabinet. It'slocked. I have the only key. I can tell if you tryto get into it. Have a good weekend, see you." hesaid. This was another of his games. He'd noticedthe shortages the summer before from when Andreahad gotten Cindy drunk and seduced her. Her fatherhad installed a hefty hasp and lock. It was secureenough.

Andrea nodded and hugged and kissed him. He noddedto Cindy and left.

As soon as his car pulled away, Andrea turned toCindy. She kissed her hard.

Cindy sighed and began to remove her clothes.Andrea sat back on a sofa watching her every move,grinning to herself.

Actually Cindy quite enjoyed this part. Andrea didit to her almost every time. She enjoyed Andrea'seyes watching her. She enjoyed it more when it waswarmer though. Finally she pushed her panties tothe floor and stood nude and shivering before herfriend.

"Play with your tits." Andrea commanded.

Cindy reached up and began squeezing her tits andrubbing her nipples. Her face took on a flush andher breathing became heavier as Andrea watchedher.

"Come here. Show me your pussy." Andrea said, alittle hoarsely.

Cindy moved over by her and lifted a leg up ontothe sofa. She spread her labia in front ofAndrea's face.

"Kind of a cute little pussy. Put your finger init and play with yourself." Andrea said, her facea bit flushed.

Cindy closed her eyes as she worked a middlefinger into her vagina. She was still shivering,but hardly noticed. She was getting really turnedon and Andrea knew it. Once her finger was seated,she began to stroke herself. Her other handcontinuing to rub and squeeze her tits. Her thumbteasing the nipples.

"Now suck your finger." Andrea said.

Without thought, Cindy pulled out her finger andmoved it to her mouth. She knew Andrea wouldn'tlet her get used to it slowly. She stuck thefinger in her mouth and sucked on it. Gagging justa bit for a moment as she tasted her own juices.

"Did you use that douche I told you to and washyour ass?" Andrea asked.

Cindy was starting to get tears in her eyes again,but she turned and bent over, her legs wide apart.Using both hands she spread her ass cheeks andexposed her anus to Andrea. She knew what wouldcome next, but she didn't care. She would doanything for Andrea. She wasn't surprised whenshe felt a chill breeze upon her anus as Andrealeaned forward and blew on it. Cindy moanedsoftly. Then a warm tongue moved between hercheeks and circled her anus, touching it andteasing it. Then the cool breeze again, coldernow. This alternated until Cindy thought she wouldexplode. Andrea reached between her legs andpinched Cindy's clitoris. It hurt. . Cindy gaspedand whimpered in pain, but did not move away.

The floor was bare hardwood and cold. But Cindydid as she was commanded. Her nipples hard erectand painful from both the cold and her excitement.

She lay back with her knees open and feet flat onthe floor. She began to rub her clitorisfuriously. Pinching her nipples with her otherhand. Tears flowed from her eyes and down into herears. She whipped her head back and forth a bit asshe worked herself into a frenzy of lust.

"I can see your pussy, you bad little girl. I wantit wet before I lick it. Come on, move that cutelittle ass that I own. Lift them hips of mine upand point your cunt right at me. Make me want tokiss it instead of hurting it." Andrea said, herhands moving over her own body.

Cindy complied with everything she demanded.Lifting her hips high as she continued to rubherself. Keeping her hips up was not a problem atthe moment. She climaxed and her back arched up asher hips thrust again and again into the air. Amoaning cry escaping her lungs. She collapsed backto the floor, exhausted.

"Again. Do it again. Don't stop." Andrea demanded.

Cindy continued to rub herself, despite hercondition.

Andrea was now getting excited. She stood up andpushed her panties to the floor. Moving overCindy's head. Cindy had a view up under her skirtat her pussy.

"Like what you see?" Andrea teased.

"Yes. . ." Cindy gasped.

"Tell me what you see." Andrea said.

"You pussy! I see your pussy." Cindy gasped,fighting off her second orgasm for the moment.

"And what else do you see?" Andrea teased.

"Your ass. I see your pretty ass." Cindy cried,playing the game again as she had many timesbefore.

"And what would you like to do to it?" Andreaasked, squeezing her breasts through her blouse.

"Lick it. I want to lick your ass." Cindy gasped,her orgasm immanent.

"And what if I didn't wash it?" Andrea teased.

Cindy was gasping and wheezing. Her body quiveredlike a pent up spring.

Cindy tried to lick upwards, but each time shelifted her head Andrea would lift up away fromher, teasing her. Andrea kept her pussy right overCindy's eyes. Moving her hips from side to side.She lifted her skirt to let more light shine onit. She moved her fingers to spread her labia sothat Cindy was looking right up into her. Andreacontinued to tease her until she was close toorgasm once more.

She dropped her skirt over Cindy's head and movedto unbutton her blouse as Cindy tentatively lickedupwards with her tongue. Because of the position,Andrea's anus was right over her mouth. She had nochoice of target. She was only hesitant becauseAndrea didn't always clean it before making herlick it. The past week she had been of a mood thatCindy feared the worst. This time, to her surpriseand delight, it was not only clean, but flavoredwith strawberry. Cindy swirled her tongue aroundand probed the soft sensitive tissue of theopening with the tip of it.

"That's it baby. Put your tongue right up my asslike you like so much." Andrea moaned, playingwith her own breasts.

Cindy kept probing and licking. Working her tonguein deeper, only finding more strawberry flavor.Andrea must have worked it all the way in. It wascertainly more pleasant than her shit, which Cindyhad tasted before when Andrea was in a cruel moodand didn't wash. Cindy continued until she wasliterally fucking Andrea's ass with her tongue.The feel of it tripped her over the edge again.Her muffled cry coming from between Andrea's asscheeks. Her hips thrusting up off the cold flooras her body convulsed again and again.

Andrea moaned and shuddered a bit herself. Cindyfelt her tongue gripped by Andrea's sphincter anda few drops of discharge from her vagina ran upCindy's nose.

Andrea's body quivered as she rocked forward ontoher knees, off of Cindy's face. Both young womengasping for breath. Andrea made her way to thesofa and crawled onto it.

"Come here." Andrea commanded.

Cindy could hardly move, but crawled over toAndrea.

"Sit on my lap." Andrea said.

Cindy moved in a dream as she dragged herself toher feet. She moved onto Andrea's lap. First thingAndrea did was to move her hand between Cindy'slegs as she kissed her hard on the mouth, forcingher tongue into Cindy's mouth.

Cindy moaned in delight. She was in her loversarms again. The worst was over for the moment.Andrea continued to play between her legs.Stroking a finger and then two inside her. Cindyknew where they would end up, she didn't care. Shewas kissing her love.

Andrea continued to kiss her deeply for a longtime. All the while fingering her while she rubbedher clitoris with her thumb. Cindy's passion grewonce more. Her hands moved to feel Andrea's largebreasts, just barely teasing the nipples. FinallyAndrea broke the kiss.

"There now, baby. See; I take care of you. Youknow I love you. I just want to make you feelgood. . . . like you do. Can you feel my fingersinside you? Don't they feel good?" Andrea asked.

Cindy moaned softly in response. Tears rollingdown her cheeks. Knowing what was to follow.

"Yes. They feel good. I like it. I can feel themup inside my pussy." she recited from longpractice.

Andrea pulled the fingers out and moved them upunder Cindy's nose.

"See how good it smells. Taste it. Taste what mytongue is going to taste. Just see how good youtaste." Andrea prompted.

Cindy sniffed at the fingers. In fact she didn'tmind her own aroma now. She had been forced to dothis many dozens of times. She licked out at thefingers, tasting herself. Taking Andrea's hand andholding it closer so she could suck upon eachfinger. Completely removing all traces of herjuices. Then Andrea replaced the hand into it'sprevious position and kissed her deeply. Sharingher juices in the kiss.

"Mmm you taste good." Andrea said, completing thedeep kiss.

She stroked her fingertips up Cindy's back as sheagain stroked her fingers inside her.

"Lay back baby. Just relax now. I'm going to makeyou feel so good you'll know how much I love you."Andrea said, kissing her once more as she leanedher back onto the sofa.

Cindy lay back in submission. Actually enjoyingthe feeling as Andrea gently traced her fingertips over her breasts and abdomen. She could be sosoft and loving at times. Those were the momentsthat made Cindy tolerate the rest; the pervertedside of Andrea.

Cindy's hips were still up on Andrea's lap. Andrealifted Cindy's leg closest to her up high anddraped it behind her neck. Looking down she had adirect view of Cindy's pussy and anus. Her fingersstroking twowide inside the young woman.

"Yes. . you know how lovely you are. . and howmuch I love to touch you and make you feel good.Don't you." Andrea said, softly, her fingersteasing Cindy's nipples lightly.

Cindy moaned her affirmative as her breath washeavy in her lungs. Her whole body tingled fromthe endorphins now pumping into her brain from thethree massive orgasms she had already felt.

Andrea traced her fingers over the breasts onelast time and then they descended teasingly overCindy's abdomen to her pubic area. The onesalready in her pussy were withdrawn and the secondset moved in to delve into her womanhood. Thefirst set of fingers began to tease at Cindy'sbackside. Smearing her juices around the anus andgently probing into the orifice.

Cindy's breath caught in her throat. Her body wasclose to orgasm once more. Depending on Andrea'smood, the next moment could be either very painfulor incredibly wonderful.

Andrea observed the look of apprehension onCindy's face. She smiled to herself. She had thegirl in her power. It was time for kindness if shewas going to keep her there. She snaked a singlelittle finger carefully inwards into Cindy's anus.At the same time she slid out from under the girl.Pushing herself lower on the sofa she began tokiss down the leg draped over her shoulder.

This was totally different than what Cindy hadbeen expecting. A departure from the twoalternatives that Andrea usually chose at thatpoint. Which was either driving several fingershard into her ass, or just rubbing the outsidewhile she stroked her to orgasm. Cindy's breathstayed caught in her suspense. What was Andreadoing? She seldom ever licked Cindy's pussy unlessCindy first begged her to, several times. But nowshe was on a collision course with thatdestination. At the same time she was being gentlewith Cindy's backside. The confusion turned intospice as Cindy's passion flared.

Andrea had a little finger inside her anus, twofingers inside her pussy which sought out andexcited her Gspot and more fingers bracketing herclitoris as her tongue descended onto it.

Cindy went wild. Her body began to thrash about asher lungs emptied in a massive cry of orgasm.Andrea was just getting started. She adroitlyfollowed Cindy's hip movements and once shesettled again quickly moved her back to the edge.There she held her. . . . and held her. . . . andheld her. Each time pumping up the next orgasm alittle bit more.

Just when Cindy began to think that this was a newform of cruelty, Andrea tripped her over the edgewith an all out attack upon all three points ofstimulation. Cindy felt like she'd been hit by abus as the massive convulsion took her body andshook it like a rag doll. There was no more airleft in her lungs as her mouth lay open in asilent scream. Suddenly all stimulation was gone.and so was Cindy, passed out from an overdose ofpleasure.

Cindy finally came to feeling the soft stoke offingertips caressing her skin, she became awareshe was in a bed, being held to Andrea's arms asshe caressed her tenderly. Cindy opened her eyesand lifted her gaze to meet Andrea's. Andrea bentto softly kiss her. Cindy hugged her hard to her.

"Didn't I tell you I was going to make you feelgood?" Andrea giggled after the kiss.

"Yes. . . but I didn't believe you. Not like that.You never did it like that before." Cindy halfgasped, half cried.

"I just wanted to show you how much I love you,baby." Andrea softly crooned, kissing her oncemore.

"How did I get in here?" Cindy asked, becomingaware of something else.

"I carried you, love." Andrea replied.

"What's this? What are these?" Cindy asked inpanic, suddenly aware of the padded cuffs upon herwrists and ankles. There was also a padded beltaround her hips. All were locked in place withlittle but sturdy padlocks.

"Just a little surprise I bought for you. Youseemed to doubt earlier this week that you were myslave. I just thought I would remind you of thatfact. For the rest of this weekend you will be mylove slave. You will do exactly what I tell youto, when I tell you to do it. If you do not, thenyou will not be permitted to eat or go to thebathroom. If you do not make me very happy, thenSunday night we part company forever." Andreateased.

Cindy tugged at the cuffs and found each had asturdy rope attached to it leading to each cornerof the heavy wood bed frame. She struggled a bitas tears began to spring into her eyes.

"You know I love you and will do anything you wishme to. You don't have to tie me up!" Cindy sobbed.

"Oh, but I have some other things in mind for youthis weekend. Things you may not like at first,but will love by the time I am through with you. Iwill own you body and soul. You will never againdoubt that." Andrea said, slipping out from behindher.

"Let me go!" Cindy cried.

Andrea smiled at her and then moved to the foot ofthe bed. There she took each of the four ropes oneat a time and pulled them tight and tied them off.Cindy found herself held spread eagled on the bed,held by four corners. Next Andrea moved to tworopes strung from Cindy's waist belt and tightenedthem. Cindy was powerless to move.

"Please let me go." Cindy cried.

"Just one more thing to do then I must go orderthe pizza." Andrea said, moving onto the bed witha roll of three inch duct tape in her hand.

"What are you going to do with that?" Cindy cried,worried.

Andrea answered by moving her knees to either sideof Cindy's head and clamping her thighs down uponit. She held the head with her knee's as sheripped off a strip of the tape and then placed itover Cindy's mouth.

"There, that should keep you from scaring thepizza delivery boy. I'll take it off when heleaves." Andrea said.

Cindy moaned loudly through her nose at her.

"If you're going to do that, dear, then I willjust have to tape a pillow over your face, andthat could be dangerous. You might suffocate. Nowwe don't want that, do we?" And